Love Dare: Day 8 Novels & Stories

* * Lorde's Pov I woke up very early to get some petals and gifts to wake up Amelia, I played my guitar singing a beautiful morning song to her, and she could not stop blushing. "Good Morning my love," I said after I ended the song. "Good Morning." She replied. I walked to her and kissed her on her cheek saying, "Today is going to be all about your love." "I can't wait then." I heard a knock, I knew the ladies are here to perform a sacred ritual before the welcoming.

Loveth sat quietly in the room since she had no stuffs to offload , she stared at a painting on the wall , it was a painting from her favorite artist , Richard Quarver , the painting of a woman watching the stars with a baby in her arms , Loveth admired it as she touched the edge , she sat back after looking around , she sighed at the thought of what happened inside the plane , she really did not know what came over her . She has always dreamt of her first night with Nicholas, and today might be her final dream intervention , she stared at the mirror as she began to speak to herself quietly " Loveth you have always wanted this , so relax , you need to be happy , be happy for once . " she pa

I let out a soft moan at his touch. “I was thinking about the full moon in a couple of days…” I begin. I look down at his face and he simply nods, waiting to hear what else I want to say. “I care about you, Darius,” I tell him as I run my fingers through his thick black hair. He leans into my touch. “And I care about you, Daya. A lot.” He tells me, and I smile at his admission. “When the moon confirms that we are fated mates-”

I love you. She reread his message, her heart stuttering for a moment before realization dawned on her. A quick check of the date confirmed that it was indeed the twenty-eighth of April; the anniversary of the storm. She had made it through the day without realizing it till now. Could it be that her heart was finally beginning to heal after all this time?

"And when the sun rises, we will still be here, our love like a phoenix, reborn from the ashes of doubt." As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of rose and gold, they didn't stop. They danced on, their love a burning torch against the fading darkness, a promise whispered on the wind. They were Davien and Hera, Alpha and Beta, lovers against the world, and their dance was a defiant ode to their forbidden love, a love that would defy even the moonlit whispers of fate.

he said, I blushed as I collected it, it had a tiny rose flower peeping out of it. I opened it briefly, " my love for you is like a flower, it blooms every day" were the first letters I read before closing it and tucking it into my bag. I blushed as I thought about how sweet and thoughtful it was of him. I had only met him once and I didn't assume he was romantic. , "What do you think about this setting" Ahmad asked, it was a beach setting, I had no idea what it was for. "What for?" I asked.

The beast suddenly jumped, biting the black-robed man's arm and throwing it away with his strength, then he knocked the other man down with his big hind legs, he let out a fierce roar, and repeatedly licked his sharp teeth. I was sitting in the doorway, and suddenly behind me, I was sitting at the door, and all of a sudden, behind me, a voice rang out. "Dare you, boring with living?" "Hmm… Clinton again, come on." The men dressed in black descended from the terrace and disappeared. I turned to horror, a beautiful girl, short blond lemon hair and bright orange amber eyes, her bodice floating. The moonlight behind the girl made her look even better. "Thank you." Without her, I might have been

"Stay away from her, Zayne!" Zayne acted as if he didn't hear a word she said. He looked up with eyes full of regret. "Ruth, please listen to me! I was blinded by that bitch! I've learned my lesson. I finally understand that you're the only one who ever loved me. "You're my light, my everything! Please give me another chance, okay? We'll start over…" I stepped around Moira and crouched down so that Zayne and I were eye to eye.

After making sure she was asleep, he took out a little box from under his pillow. There was a ring inside. Its design was simple yet elegant. The details, in particular, whispered Damian's devotion. He took a deep breath and gently slipped the ring through Bella's ring finger. He watched it glimmer against her skin, his gaze growing soft. He kissed her fingertip lightly, as if worried she might wake up. "I love you, Bella Valdez," he whispered. Bella's exhale deepened momentarily before evening out again. Her face remained serene—no flicker of eyelids, no change in expression.

Mira’s POV Waiting for my mates to finish their meetings, I fell asleep and didn’t even wake up when they arrived. I woke up so well-rested, wrapped in warmth, to find my mates watching me. “Good morning, love,” Dorrin whispered, pecking my lips. “My queen,” Alexander murmured, kissing me softly. “Are you ready for your big day?” Dorrin asked, playing with a strand of my hair, his touch grounding. “Yeah, but no mud and torture,” I mumbled.